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queen emily of denmark
solirude
saltirude
dratini
mom
that girl who has screenshots shit you say so she can look back and remember why you're a bitch

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I love getting to know interesting people
some people are like empty soda cans;
worthless and empty.
others are so inspiring
sometimes I meet people I could just write a novel about
some people have a personality only books are able to portray correctly
describing his remarkable giggle as he stumbles upon a funny picture
writing down the details about her beautiful smile

sometimes I meet people whose every move is noteworthy
like that girl I see at the train station;
always wearing black and listening to music
she stands and waits for the train
fifteen minutes.
every once in a while she looks up from her phone
and stares into the horizon for a while
when a train passes by
the wind gets hold of her hair
as her blue eyes are locked with the train
not once does she blink
just a few seconds.
when the train is gone, 
she goes back to normal
sometimes she's writing, 
probably chatting
because I notice how her eyes get saddened
or when she lets out a smile to the world
once her train comes
she always looks in the windows
looks at herself
unsatisfied, she immediately looks away
as she walks unto the train
she's always looking down
when people are moving around her she gets anxious
but once they all have left
she stays by the doors and sits down on the stairs,
put her earplugs back into her ear
once in a while the music is loud
but only for a brief second
then she turns the volume back down
when she has to get off the train
she always get anxious when opening the doors
once she gets out
her feet hit the ground very hard
because she is terrified of losing her balance once they hit
then she walks down the stairs;
slowly while looking down
after that she sits and waits for thirty minutes
this is when she lets it out
a smile is more likely to be shown
and tears are more likely to fall down her chubby cheeks
once the thirty minutes have come and gone
she gets unto the bus
she always smiles at the bus driver as she shows her card
then her smile immediately disappears
as she walks down the bus and sits right in front of the glass
perhaps she likes looking at herself
because once in a while I catch her looking at herself
her eyes fall down on her lips
hopefully admiring them
the music gets even louder now
surely I'm not able to hear 
but she seems more distant
as the train drives away
she remembers after two years
she still cant recognize the road
but the third stop is her stop
so for each stop she counts.
one;
if people are ever on the bus
this is where they stop
two;
an abandoned stop but helpful to her
two seconds later and she presses the button
three;
now that she sees the end of the road
she gets up and walks carefully towards the door
once they open she walks out
and her feet hits the ground very hard
and so she walks away
and all of this will happen again tomorrow.

I've heard people say that everyone is different
I've never heard a greater lie
I've met people who were almost the same
but I've also met people who were unique and special
usually these people can be seen in their teens
once they decide what to wear,
listen to,
and what opinions they truly have
but usually they stay the same
boring.
I've met unique and special people
I can easily recognize one
and dear reader
I just did some calculations
and I've been able to determine that you're like an empty soda can
worthless.
empty.


BY KATTENSUSI



BY ULFRIC

^ i'd do this. no doubt

by Troublemaker

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